Yelena, Mari, Marcella, and a little bit of story! (Patreon)

In Queen, the focus is not so much on the actual sex, as it is on who's having it with who. In the above image, Mari and Marcella fuck on Yelena's command.

If you think of this as a queen and her underlings, you're not far off. So in the world I'm building, what is a dickgirl?

I actually have to be careful here, because I want to avoid giving spoilers. Suffice it to say that dickgirls aren't naturally born, they are made for a reason, but they are no less human than anyone. They're created to have either dominant or submissive personalities, and in the pairing of Marcella and Mari respectively, there is an example of either. 

Today, we focus on Mari.

Mari is sweetness itself. She would never speak a bad word about anyone without cause, is extremely giving, and loves the pleasure people take from having sex with her. She knows full well what she is, and whatever doubts she may have about her future vanish when her body hits peak arousal. Then, she yearns for satisfaction, and acquires it either from others or herself.

Most of the time, her life revolves around her sexuality. If she's not lounging around in lingerie sucking herself off, she's out shopping for more with her friends. In Marcella she has someone she can relate to, and there have been many moments in public where desire got the better of them and they could no longer resist each other.

But sex with Marcella is entertainment, indulgence. Sex with her girlfriend Breanna, that is love. Nothing makes Mari feel more like she's on top of the world than Breanna's praise. The feeling when their bodies touch, when their lips meet, and their hands find each other. But as they trade sweet words and whispers, there is something else that smolders within Mari. Something deep down, a voice she can't ignore.

The will to find herself.

To have been born for a purpose is all well and good, but surely that cannot be all there is to life? Though Mari will never be able to resist the urges that come with seeing her own perfect body and rock hard cock in the mirror, she has to find an identity outside that. A goal in life. Something to be taken seriously for. And that may be difficult to do, because in the eyes of the world, a dickgirl exists for one purpose alone. 

Can she defy convention and choose her own path, or is being the sexual fantasy of millions the greatest blessing she'll ever be granted?